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LITERARY CRITICISM.

and structure of hats, that will have the prevalence of

the season instead of ephemeral existence.”—Much as we AMERICAN NEWSPAPERS.— The Cherokee Phænix. New

are pleased with these high ideal speculators, we find that Echota. From March to August 1828.—The New they have to cope with a sturdy impugner in the person

This York Evening Post . For July 1829. New York. of Mr James Clohesey, No. 36, Division Street.

disputant deals about him very lustily, smashing Leary Michael Burnham & Co.

and Co.'s fine theories much in the same way that CobIn turning from the Cherokee Phænix, of which we bett used to shout the war-hoop over Southey's and Colegave some account in our last, to speak of a file of ridge's schemes for Utopian commonwealths. After New York papers, which we have just received, we shall ridiculing the notion of a “ standard hat,” and making an pot dwell on the intelligence these contain of matters of exposé of what he alleges were the real motives of Messrs state, for the mode in which such intelligence is manu- Leary and Co., Mr Clohesey goes on to say, that he factured is well understood, and in outward form and in- does not employ poets to write 'vapoury puffs,' to vend off ward truth, is very much the same through all Europe and trash and dupe the public.” It is disagreeable to learn America ; neither shall we speak of the erudite articles, the truth at the expense of a great name ; and how shorn editorial and others, which adorn their columns; but shall of their beams must Leary and Co. appear, if we can confine ourselves more particularly to the miscellaneous bring ourselves to believe that they are indebted for the department, and still more particularly to the advertise- glowing eloquence with which their principles are enments, wishing to communicate to the readers of the forced, to a poet, whom (like our own immortal PackLITERARY JOURNAL some of the lights which these cast wood) they “ keep for doing them there things !" on the present condition of the inhabitants of New York. Let us now turn for a short space to matters which The gay and trivial pursuits which appear now to occupy more immediately concern the fair sex. Notwithstanding so much of their attention, contrast oddly enough with the anti-corset labours of an ingenious Edinburgh Editor, it the grave and somewhat puritanical demeanour of the po would appear that the Weatherbies, Doyleys, Humes, and pulation as it existed in 1798; but such are the changes Thornhills of New York, still drive a pretty brisk trade in which time effects.

that deleterious article. It is pleasing, however, to know, Let us commence with the fashions, which are evidently that the treatise “ On tight-lacing,” together with the ilbeginning to be thought a subject of importance in New lustrative sketches, which recently amused us in the pages York. Mr C. Cox, 44, William Street, opportunely pre- of an Edinburgh newspaper, has been transferred to the sents himself before us to inform us, that “ by the last columns of the New York Evening Post. It is true, that London arrivals he has imported an elegant suit of clothes, the Editor of that Journal (like a trimming fellow as he as a sample of the prevailing fashions of the west end of is) protests against its being thought that he is a convert the town.” He proceeds to criticize these fashions, and to the full extent to the principles inculcated in the It would be difficult to say what ecstasy his favourable treatise ; yet for all this, it appears that the article met opinion will awake in the bosom of our Stultz :-“ C. with the most enthusiastic reception at the hands of the Cox feels proud to recommend to his friends and the pub- matrons, at least, of New York. “We have received lie generally, the present governing taste of London, as polite and complimentary letters,” saith the editor, in a being far more becoming than has prevailed in that me subsequent paper, “from mothers of families, thanking us tropolis for many years.” This is certainly very consola- in the most flattering terms for the articles which have tory; yet it leads us to the belief, that however high Mr appeared in our paper on the baneful effects of tight-lacing. Cox's claims to consideration as the Arbiter Elegantiarum One of them very feelingly acknowledges, that she is satisof New York may be, he is, after all, one of those delicate-fied that it has been detrimental to her health, and for the ly constituted individuals

, who, sensitively alive to the future is determined to abandon the practice.” So much beautiful in the works of others, are yet themselves defi- for the march of mind in so far as corsets are concerned. cient in inventive powers. Leary and Co. are possessed of — Advert we now to a no less interesting subject. There a stronger and more original genius. They have endeavour- is a halo shed over the history of American cosmetics ed to discover a standard of fashion, in the same manner that throws into the shade the labours even of the great that Alison has sought to establish a standard of taste, or Rowland. Let us take for an example “ Dr MiddleM'Culloch a standard of value ; and we have no doubt burgh's Indian Vegetable Compound for the growth and with equal success.

Listen to the advertisement of these nourishment of the hair in bald places." The Doctor, inestimable hatters ;_" The fluctuation which the whims we are informed, resided during his travels two years and caprices of the leaders of the ton are producing, al- among the Creek Indians. “ Both males and females," most weekly, in the formation of hats, has not only con- he informs us, “ were in the habit of rubbing an ointspired to injure the venders, by increasing an unsaleable ment (compounded by boiling the juice of certain plants stock proportionable to the different qualities manufactu- in bear's oil) at the roots of the hair three times a-week. red, but to impose a vexatious tax on such citizens as The reason they gave, when interrogated by the doctor," wish to dress in the fashion of the city. To prevent the (like Cæsar's Commentaries, this advertisement is written growth of this evil is a task which Leary and Co., with in the third person, which gives it a peculiar dignity,) the co-operation of their fellow-citizens, shall endeavour" for this custom was, that it made long black hair. What to accomplish by establishing a. Standard in the shape was astonishing, the doctor never saw an Indian bali?

during his intercourse with them. The proprietor ha- been beggared by Niblo's attractions, are the Old Park, ving made use of this preparation for some years, fine and Peale's Museum and Gallery of the Fine Arts. The heads of healthy hair have been brought out, when the latter has been rescued from sharing the fate of so many scalps have been as smooth as the back of one's hand.” contemporaries by the united charms of Misses Susan and There is something in this anecdote which carries us back Deborah Tripp. “ The public are respectfully informirresistibly into the old primeval forests, and shows us ed, that this week will be the last of the exhibition of the the Indian in his native dignity, long ere the feet of the two astonishing children; their parents, who are with white man had profaned the soil, conversing in solitude them, are desirous of returning home to Poughkeepsie ; at one time with the Great Spirit, and at another antici- | they are fearful the heat of the city, during the warm pating the future discoveries of science in the use he made season, may in some degree affect their health. Two of the great bear.

Mammoth children. Susan Tripp, born near Pough. A few words now of the amusements in New York. keepsie, Dutchess County, New York, and now aged 5 A private correspondent informs us, that of all the nu- years and 10 months old, weighs 205 lbs., is 3 feet Il merous theatres in that city, the only one that seems to inches high, 4 feet 2 inches around the waist; arm, 18 pay is the old established Park Theatre. To judge by the inches; above the knee, 31 inches; below the knee, 21 advertisements it seems to deserve support; not that we inches. Deborah Tripp is in nothing wanting but age. hear any thing great of the performers, but there is va- She is 3 years old, weighs 124 lbs. ; 3 feet 4 inches high; riety enough, and occasionally novelty. Even the undra- around the waist, 3 feet 10 inches ; arm, 15 inches ; below matic genius of Wordsworth has been tortured on the the knee, 17 inches !" Verily, these are no “ trips on the stage ;-Peter Bell the Waggoner, or the Murderers of light fantastic toe.” No wonder their affectionate paMassiac, being a highly popular piece. Niblo's Gardens, rents dread to see them, during the heats of a New York however, is at present a formidable rival to the theatres, summer, “ thaw and resolve themselves into a dew." being the very centrs of attraction. The Editor of the We shall conclude this desultory peep at life in New Evening Post, in a most elaborate puff, (unbought, of York with the strange advertisement of Mister Simon course,) says of it—“ If there is any thing in nature that van Antwerp, who is evidently a wag of some pretencan keep a man in comfort and good-humour, in these sions, and apparently a very patriotic Boniface;—"S. v. A. troublous times, it is an habitual resort to the little pa- respectfully informs his friends and the public, that in radise that Niblo, in his fatherly anxiety for the welfare consequence of the severe indisposition of the weather on of the city, has caused to spring up, nobody knows how, Saturday last, the 4th of July was unavoidably postponed where, but a couple of years ago, one might as well have until the 11th instant, when it will positively take place looked for a glacier as a garden. It is a perfect oasis in at Hobaken. In addition to a day of summer sunshine the desert, abounding with creature comforts of every and southern breezes, the subscriber will serve up a splendescription, and all but impossible description.” This is did green turtle, now fatting with unbounded satisfaction like the story of Aladdin's lamp; nor does the reality dis . on the green in front of the house. To which will be appoint the fairy expectations thus excited. On entering added after dinner, in order that Niblo's Garden, we hear (saith the advertisement) sweet * Good digestion may wait on appetite,' and melancholy voices singing in unison, “ Ye gloomy caves," “ You don't exactly suit me,” “ The Lass of subscriber confidently hopes, that although there may be

a race boat-race, for a purse of fifty dollars. The Gowrie," and “ Dame Durden." Sure never, since the thawing of the trumpet in which Baron Munchausen's many candidates for the plate, there will be more for the post-boy had his music frozen up,

spoon; and that on this occasion every lover of his coun

try and of turtle soup, seated on the shady lawn at Ho“ Did any mortal mixture of earth's mould

baken, Breathe such a medley !"

-with his own blue skies But the eyes, too, have their share in the enjoyment, will achieve victories worthy of

Above him, and his own green land around,' as well as the ears. “ A Temple of Liberty has been erected, splendidly embellished, and adorned with the

* The day we celebrate." "* names of the heroes of our glorious Revolution. A bril- Such is the manner in which the good people of New liant revolving sun occupies the centre, surrounded by York contrive to kill their time, and amuse their lighter stars and appropriate meteors, and surmounted by the hours. American eagle, in Chinese shades.” In this splendid scene, “ The Persian magician, with a host of attendants Forest Scenes and Incidents, in the Wilds of North Amemounted on nondescript animals, will perform grotesque rica ; being a Diary of a Winter's Route from Halifax to the dances, multiplying themselves a hundred-fold, to the astonishment of the audience.” In a quiet corner of the

Canadas, and during four months' residence in the woods

on the borders of Lakes Huron and Simcoe. By George garden, “ Peter the Hermit will receive visitors the whole

Head, Esq. London. John Murray. 1829. of the evening.” This last stroke we conceive to be Niblo's happiest ; or, at least, it divides our attention

Mr Head acted during his short residence in Canada with the concluding touch relative to the “creature com

as an agent of government, in what precise capacity does forts," as our Editor calls them :-“ The refreshments,

not appear. We allude to the circumstance only for the and ice-creams, are of the best kind." It is in vain, in purpose of insinuating (in the most good-humoured and the face of such attractions, for the “ Castle Garden” to

inoffensive manner possible) that the anxiety expressed prate about its concerts and flights of rockets. It is in by his constituents to induce the poorer Irish to emigrate vain that the Pavilion Garden, Mount Tompkins, Sta

to our North American colonies, may have had some ten Island, issues its invitations to grand balls, cotillon slight tendency to support that unabated flow of cheerful.. parties, and target-firings; or tells, in magniloquent terms,

ness, with which (in his book) he encounters all privathat it rests “ in the full confidence that its own peculiar tions. If our suspicions do him wrong, we most heartily beauty of scenery, surpassing in variety, extent, and apologize, and confess that we

have not met, within the grandeur, any thing of the kind in this country or any willingly select for our fellow-traveller. This is no slijedine

limits of our experience, a man whom we would more other, must be its best recommendation to the eye of discernment, and, like waters seeking their own level, rise praise, for none who has encountered hardships can forfar above all minor competition.” They fade away be get what a solace is a merry companion, whose spirits fore the new-comer, as a toast of some years' standing laugh is loudest in the most inconvenient hut, and over

rise higher as difficulties and discomforts increase ; whose withers before a young beauty's first debut. The only establishments in New York that have not

* The anniversary of American independence.

the sortiest meal ; whose song gushes stronger, and with the drift gave an appearance to the snow we were passing a note of defiance, the louder howls the wind and the over like that of an agitated sea. Wheeled round every now faster falls the rain.

and then by the wind, we were enveloped in clouds so dense, Our author's first introduction to a Halifax winter re- We all halted: the Canadians admitted that farther pro

that a strong sense of suffocation was absolutely produced. calls to our recollection one of the happiest periods of our

gress was impossible; but the friendly shelter of the forest life, when, a free denizen of

was at hand, and the pines waved their dark branches in -the U.

token of an asylum. We turned our shoulders to the blast, Niversity of Gottingen,

and, comfortless and weather-beaten, sought our refuge.

The scene, though changed, was still not without interest; we were initiated into the mystery of

the frequent crashes of falling trees, and the cracking of their SLEIGH-Driving. _“I had remained very few days at my vast limbs as they rocked and writhed in the tempest, crehotel when the weather became overcast, with indications ated awful and impressive sounds; but it was no time to of an approaching fall of snow, which, soon beginning to be idle : warmth and shelter were objects connected with descend in soft broad flakes, continued for many hours, till life itself, and the Canadians immediately commenced the it lay on the ground to a very considerable depth.

vigorous application of their resources. By means of their The day was particularly fine after the storm; every body small light axes, a good-sized maple tree was in a very few seemed" busy and animated, and servants were running minutes levelled with the earth, and, in the meantime, we backwards and forwards with bells, straps, buckles, and cleared of snow a square spot of ground, with large pieces harness, of all sorts, to prepare for sleigh-driving. At an of bark stripped from the fallen trees. The fibrous bark of early hour, the first heavy sleighs, laden with wood, coal, the white cedar, previously rubbed between the hands, was and other articles of merchandise, were to be seen laborious ignited, and, blowing upon this, a flame was produced. ly advancing through the deep fresh snow, which becoming This being fed, first by the silky peelings of the birch bark, by degrees trodden towards the middle of the day, the fresh and then by the bark itself, the oily and bituminous matter painted, lighter vehicles were allured from their summer's burst forth into full action, and a splendid fire raised its fest. Then damsels, with pretty chins wrapped in fur, flames and smoke amidst a pile of huge logs, to which one bade a short adieu to mammas-not here required by cus

and all of us were constantly and eagerly contributing. tom as chaperones to take a seat beside their anxious Having raised a covering of spruce boughs above our heads, beaux ; till smiling faces, tingling bells, and trotting horses, to serve as a partial defence from the snow, which was stili were encountered in every corner of the town. Now came falling in great abundance, we sat down, turning our feet the time to look about one : hardly a third part of the space to the fire, making the most of what was. in the street was passable ; and, as the sleighs came dashing The Canadians were soon busily employed cooking broth in by, one thought oneself lucky, at the expense of a jump up a sauce-pan, for they had provided themselves much better to the hip in a snowbank, to escape being knocked over once with provisions than I had. in every five minutes. Some of the drivers were good, “ Large flakes of snow continued to fall, and heavy clots others bad, but all drove fast; so that, notwithstanding the dropped occasionally upon the ground. Our enormous fire people were obliged by law to have a number of bells about bad the effect of making me so comfortably warm, that I their sleigh, the eyes of Argus were insufficient to protect a had deferred the use of my buffalo skin till I lay down to foot passenger, who, after all possible pains to get out of the sleep; and were it not for the volumes of smoke with which way of the carriages, gained nothing more by way of thanks I was at times disturbed, and pieces of fire which burnt than snowballs kicked in his face off the heels of the horse. holes in my clothes whenever they happened to fall, my I observed one young man, evidently an inexperienced dri- lodging would have been truly agreeable. I sat for some ver, who was in the act of passing a corner, while he and time, with a blanket thrown over my shoulders, in silent his fair partner were flying forwards in their original di. contemplation of a scene alike remarkable to me for its norection, long after the horse had completed his turn; and velty and its dreariness. The flames rose brilliantly, the such was the centrifugal motion of the sleigh, that an old sleeping tigures of the men were covered with snow, the woman was knocked down, and the horse completely over- wind whistled wildly through the trees, whose majestic come and brought to the ground by its violence."

forms overshadowed us on every side; and our fire, while Although the country through which Mr Head tra- it shed the light of day on the immediately surrounding obrelled from Halifax to Montreal is settled, yet the inha- jects, diffused a deeper gloom over the farther recesses of the bited spots lie far apart, presenting faint glimmerings of forest... And thus I remained, without any inclination to social life at dreary intervals in the almost pathless woods. sleep, till it was near midnight. A solemn impression, not

to be called melancholy, weighed heavily upon me.

The But for the consciousness that the dwellings of men are satisfaction with which I regarded the fatigue which had before us in our progress up the river St John, we could gone by, was hardly sufficient to inspire contidence as to almost fancy that we are accompanying Captain Frank- what was to come ; and this reflection it was, perhaps, that lin and his companions along the windings of the streams gave a colour to my thoughts at once serious and pleasing. which guided them to the silent and steril shores of the Distant scenes were brought to my recollection, and I mused The following scene is quite à la Frank- on past-gone times, till my eyes became involuntarily at

tracted by the filmy, wandering leaves of fire, which, ascendlin:

A Snow-STORM IN Canada._" The clouds, which had ing lightly over the tops of the trees, for a moment rivalled been all the morning unusually dark and lowering, seemed

in brightness the absent stars, and then-vanished for

ever !" to bear strong indications of an approaching snow-storm. Still, however, we went on; and it grew darker and darker,

Mr Head's Diary, during the period of his residence till a heavy fall of snow, driven by a powerful wind, came

on the lakes Huron and Simcoe, contains no adventure sweeping along the desert track directly in our teeth ; so so imposing as that which we have here given ; but it is that, what with general fatigue, and the unaccustomed po- full of a different sort of interest. Its general effect,sition of the body in the snow-shoes, I hardly could bear up arising from the secluded situation of the author, and the and stand against it. The dreary howling of the tempest consequent nature of his occupations,—is not unlike that of over the wide waste of snow rendered the scene even still

our old favourite Robinson Crusoe. It is impossible to more desolate ; and, with the unmitigated prospect before us of cold and hunger, our party plodded on in sullen silence, convey to our readers, in a brief abstract like the present, each, in his own mind, well aware that it was utterly im- any notion of this characteristic, which is the result of an practicable to reach that night the place of our destination. immense accumulation of petty details. Our concluding

“ But, in spite of every obstacle, the strength of the two extract, however, presents a fair specimen of the author's Canadians was astonishing; with bodies bent forward, and graphic powers : leaning on their collar, on they marched, drawing the to- A SCENE ON LAKE HURON.-April 171h. A strong bagins (a small kind of sleigh, for carrying baggage, drawn wind having set in in the night, blowing directly out of the by men) after them, with a firm, indefatigable step; and bay, I perceived in the morning all the ice broken in pieces, we had all walked a little more than seven hours, when the and floating towards the lake. It was moving slowly away, stow-storm had increased to such a pitch of violence, that and a considerable extent of water was already uncovered. it seemed impossible for any human creature to withstand This was a joyful sight, for of all things a sheet of water it; it bid defiance even to their most extraordinary exer- conveys the most lively impressions to the mind; and contions. The wind now blew a hurricane. We were unable tined as I was, from the impassable state of the ice, from the to see each other at a greater distance than ten yards, and shores on one side of the bay, the barrier was no souuer rr

arctic ocean.

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moved, than I felt a sensation of liberation, which seemed a reply to the Westminster Review, by Macaulay, (not to be participated by the turbulent waves themselves, as, by Mr Jeffrey, as we formerly mentioned,) and Art. just risen from their bondage, they rallied, as it were, and VII., “on the signs of the Times,” by Carlyle. The held council together, bubbling and fretting in their eager, former is a quiet and most successful exposure of the conness to press on the rear of their retiring enemy. The wind chased the chilly field before it, which, split into mammocks, tradictions in which the writers of the Westminster have was every minute retiring farther from the sight, till about | involved themselves. It is characterised throughout by three o'clock in the afternoon, when the lively change was perspicacity; abounds in the most cutting sarcasm; and altogether perfect, and Kempenfeldt Bay, so long the type is beautifully expressed. It is in the last particular that of dreary winter, became a lovely basin of pure water. it contrasts most strongly with Carlyle's article; the style And, as if to add to the gratifying occurrence, the ice had of which is as lumbering as usual. But this apart, the no sooner disappeared, than the wind lulled, and the sun beamed forth to embellish the natural beauties of a spot, in views which it affords into the present structure of sothemselves very much above the common order. As the ciety are often just, and always ingenious, while there evening advanced, it was beautiful to see the enormous pines, runs through the whole a vein of the richest humourwith which the banks were fringed, reflected in the water, which, to confess the truth, we did not, from any of the while the winding shore presented a pleasing variety of author's previous productions, suppose him to possess. sandy beach and bluff rocky headland. Nor were the ani- - Art. V., on Military Education, and Art. IX., on mal creation insensible to the moment ; the large fish leaped, America, are spirited and interesting essays. — Art. III., incessantly, high out of the water, and it was scarcely dark on the Drama, is an extraordinary mixture of extensive before a flock of wild-fowl few round and round in circles, learning, ingenious combination, and magnificent descriplowering themselves by degrees, till each, one after another, dashed heavily into the favourite element. A sportsman tion, with the most atrocious childishness and absurdity

. can readily comprehend how animating it was, to listen to The remaining articles, “ Sadler's Ireland," “ Malt and the wild sounds that now broke upon the ear, as the fea- Beer Duties,” “ Gothic Architecture," and " Martin's thered troop held their gabbling conversation together, and, Paintings," are rather so-so. Generally, however, the diving and splashing by turns, they commenced every now contents of this number, of which we speak so brietly, are and then a short flight, for the sake of a fresh launch on the exceedingly interesting. Our reason for passing thern water. Every thing now was new; Nature had thrown

over in so hurried a manner is, that we are anxious to say off her homely winter's garb, and was beginning to unveil her beauties.'

a few words about the career of the old Edinburgh ReOn the whole, this work, although scarcely equal, in view. Future numbers will bear the same name, and point of talent, to the writings of Captain Hall, reminds

wear the same livery ; nay, they may possess equal us strongly, in its general tone, of the earlier productions talent with their predecessors; but they never can of that gentleman, when he reflected on his pages the

us what Jeffrey's Review has been, nor can they ever cheerful mood in which he received the impressions of exercise such a sway over the minds of men. novel and strange scenes,—when he was content to take

Of the Edinburgh Review, as a political engine, it is the world as it appeared, laughing before him, without not our theme to speak. And yet, to view it without reenquiring too anxiously what lay beneath, and before ference to this feature of its character, is to view it striphe became, like many other great philosophers, too wise ped of more than half its glories. It is doing the Edioto enjoy himself. It is a book of no pretensions. It burgh Review no justice, to call it the organ of a party. It will add no new truths to physical or moral science. But made its party. It started into existence at the time when it is as pleasing a companion as one could wish to spend the old Whigs—or moderate Reformers, or whatever they an afternoon withal.

may call themselves—defeated and disorganized, were on the point of vanishing for ever. It reared their standard

once more,—it rallied their ranks,-it put a war-cry in The Edinburgh Review, or Critical Journal. No. their mouths, and made them once again (to use their XCVIII

. London. Longman and Co. Edinburgh. own emphatic language) “ a respectable minority.” To this Adam Black. September, 1829.

cause it has adhered through good report and through bad THERE are some people who seem to view every com- report; and, think what we may of its principles, no one pliment paid to a man of genius as an oblique insult to can deny the power and consistency with which it has themselves. A dear and much-respected friend of ours advocated them. Highly though we estimate the talents (whose literary abilities were never higher tasked than of the Edinburgh Review, we confess that we think it by the concoction of a memorial for counsel) used to get occupies a lower rank in literature than in politics. That positively frantic when any one insisted upon praising it has exercised a weighty influence in the field of letters Lord Byron in his company :-“ Genius! ay, Genius! we are not inclined to deny; but this it has done chiefly He can write poetry; and I can write prose: there's the by stirring up the dormant energies of our literary men. difference.” It would seem that Mr Jeffrey's successor It has all along displayed more active and practical talent in office is slightly subject to this amiable weakness, or, than original genius. It has brought science and literaat least, that his friends are of opinion that he is ; for the ture to the doors of many who never would have thought on-dits, which we inserted among the Varieties of last of them,—it has been alike instrumental in awakening Saturday's Journal, respecting the editing of the present the desire of knowledge and catering to its longings,-it number of the Edinburgh Review, have elicited from them has given a wider and a quicker spread to the thoughts of certain pathetic remonstrances :-“ What importance is the mighty men of its own and other ages ; but we are it who is the Editor ?"_“ It is invidious to enquire, or to not aware that it has given utterance to any of those words insinuate any comparisons," and so forth. Now, we are of genius which open up, as by a spell, new vistas before humbly of opinion that it is of some importance to know a nation's eyes. It has communicated its own restless who is the Editor. To Mr Jeffrey's successor we have and energetic character to the age ; but, in return, it has no objection whatever ; but we do not choose that the taken from the age the tone of its feelings and opinions, public, who are already aware of the projected change in At the time of its commencement, the reigning school of the administration of this periodical, should assume er- taste was as different from that which is now acknowledroneously that the present number is a specimen of the ged as may well be. The change has not been effected by new Editor's powers. It will not be till the appearance the Edinburgh Review. The Edinburgh Review mus. of the next number that this work, the contributors to tered all its energies to resist the innovation, and ended which have of late been almost entirely changed, will by yielding-under protest. The Edinburgh Review befinally cease to have any thing in common with the old gan by supporting the doctrines of Reid and Stewart

. Edinburgh Review but the name.

The Edinburgh Review has ended by promulgating moIncomparably the best articles, in the present number, ral and metaphysical doctrines that would make Kant and are, Art. I., " on the Utilitarian system of Philosophy,” | Ficchte stare.

OR,

Still there remains a wide range of excellence to be at- at Pisa, and which affected him very sensibly. He is tributed to the Edinburgh Review, even though we deny reported by Medwin to have said, in his own peculiar to its lucubrations the high title of originality. Were manner,—“ The prayer is beautifully written. I like praise to be bestowed upon none but those giants who devotion in women. She must have been a divine creahave broke out new paths in science and literature, the ture. I pity the man who has lost her !" Byron afterranks of the learned would be sorely thinned. Literature wards wrote to Mr Sheppard to console him for his loss, would appear like a vast unanimated ocean, with a few and to tell him he was not so bad as people said. The solitary whales moving about at immense distances from Thoughts" continue at the present day to be a favourite each other. There is, even in the absence of originality with the religious public; they are remarkable for ele -in the bigh and restricted sense in which we use it-gance of language, and breathe the very essence of the room for the display of many noble qualities,—energy, most heartfelt piety. Mr Sheppard's third work is on high-mindedness, generous feeling, strong powers of rea- the “ Divine Origin of Christianity,” a book in two soning, fancy, and many others. It is in the free play of volumes, which we noticed some months ago, and need not such qualities, by whatever subjects they may have been repeat what we then said concerning its merits. His last elicited, that the great charm of the Edinburgh Review production, the title of which we have quoted above, contains has consisted. Was there not the clear, cold, classical merely two sermons preached on the death of two muchcorrectness of Horner, whose early death was perhaps as esteemed friends, the one pastor of the church at Frome, lucky for his fame as painful to his friends ? Was there Mr Sheppard's place of residence in Somerset, the other not the universality and indefatigable spirit of Brougham ? | a missionary to the East, full of activity and zeal for his Was there not the broad yet terse and strong humour of honourable and dignified profession. These Discourses, Sidney Smith ? Was there not Sir James Macintosh, as might have been expected, are well written, and with with an intellect huge as a Leviathan, and as unwieldy? a degree of feeling which enables the reader to judge how Was there not Playfair, elegant and perspicuous ? Was highly the deceased pastors stood in the estimation of their there not Leslie, with his philosophical discoveries float- friend. ing in his redundant style, like a pine apple stewed in butter? Was there not Hazlitt, whose ready tact and ingenuity promised something great, had not his way

MISCELLANEOUS LITERATURE. ward and paradoxical humour made shipwreck of the fairest portion of his reputation ? Was there not the pon

THE EDITOR IN HIS SLIPPERS; derous strength of M'Culloch? And lastly,—the animating and guiding spirit of the whole,—was there not

A PEEP BEHIND THE SCENES. the Editor - Francis Jeffrey—with a mind acute and te

No. IV. nacious,-a fancy throwing luxuriant festoons around every subject he handled, slippery as an eel,-piercing as

" Stulta, jocosa, canenda, dolentia, seria, sacra ;

En posita ante oculos, Lector amice, tuos; a rapier,—a gentleman in all his feelings,

Quisquis es, hic aliquid quod delectabit habebis;

Tristior an levior, selige quicquid amas." “ The prince o' critics, and the wale o' men ?” With such a union of talent, the Edinburgh Review twenty; and there are moments when we can almost

It is a delightful thing to be about the age of five-andcould not fail to have a wide influence. We are not blind fancy that we are still just about that age.

At such to the errors which it has from time to time committed ; times we feel as if we had all the hands of Briareus, and but these are not the subjects on which the mind ought all the eyes of Argus. Health gushes through our veins, to dwell when taking leave of an old friend. We repeat strength swells through every muscle ; not a joint but is it—the Edinburgh Review can lay no claim to the ho- firmly knit,—not a nerve but is stretched into sinewy tennour of having formed its age; but it will ever remain one sion. The soul within us rejoices in the vigour of its of that age's most interesting and characteristic monu- physical frame; and whilst we know, that with untired ments.

limbs we could overcome mountains, dash through rivers,

knock down giants, and trample upstart insolence to the Two Discourses, Occasioned by the Deaths of the Rev. E. earth, we at the same time know, that our intellect, par

C. Daniell, of Frome, and the Rev. Ř. Burton, ofticipating in our strength of body, is fit for any task, Digah. By John Sheppard. London. Whittaker however Herculean,-fit to spend sleepless nights with and Co. 1829.

Archimedes or Newton,—fit to gaze, with undazzled

eye, on the inner glories on which Milton looked,—fit to Me Sheppard made his first appeal to the literary cope with the Machiavels of politics, or to hold high world as the author of a volume of Letters, descriptive converse with the Byrons and the Scotts of literature. of a tour through some parts of the Continent in 1816 ; In such moments as these, successive Numbers of the it proved to be rather a heavy-selling book, although writ- LITERARY Journal have seemed to pass before us in ten in a very respectable manner, and containing a good long and interminable array, each a spirit like an deal of original information ; its greatest fault was, being angel,” with its bright words written in light. They aptoo classical, and not graphic or lively enough to suit the peared to have sprung into existence of their own accord, public taste. His next work was “ Thoughts on Private or, perhaps, to have emanated unconsciously from our Devotion,” the success of which has been very great. One mind, like sunbeams from the sun.

We could read all cause of its popularity may be attributed to the interest- the articles they contained at a glance, and no mortal ing correspondence with Lord Byron, which was inserted being but ourselves knows the power and originality with in the appendix to the second edition, and which referred which they were written. As we looked, they were to the prayer his deceased wife had put up on his Lord- caught up into the clouds; and we felt it was a vision of ship's account, she having contracted a singular and exalted what is to come, like the spirits whom John saw in the regard for the welfare of the poet's eternal soul. Mrs | Apocalypse, ascending and descending between heaven Sheppard had frequently seen Lord Byron, some years and earth. before her decease, rambling among the cliffs at Rams- With such occasional feelings,—such hours of raptugate ; she had been strongly impressed with a sense of his rous delight, let it not be supposed that we regret being irreligion, from the tenor of his works ; and she had often past the first bloom of manhood, which, in sober truth, prayed fervently for his conversion, and still more so in we must confess ourselves to be. There are persons who her last moments. There was one prayer in particular, can never grow old—and we are of them; there are permade a few days before her death, which her husband sons whom no man can look at and believe will ever enclosed and sent to Lord Byron, who was at that time cease to live, and move, and have their being--and we are

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